So much happens here and I don’t have time to write about it all. People are mean, I visit beautiful places, I learn about some unique aspect of American history. This is DC. Each day is a mixed bag.
It’s true that everyone here is a smarty pants. With so much intelligence floating around in the air, I guess it shouldn’t surprise me that conversations can be exhausting, but it’s like everyone is paid to be an influencer whether it’s one they are paid to lobby the hill for or just which farmer’s market they think is best. Gone are the days of friends from all walks of life. In Portland I knew people who had PhDs and people who barely graduated high school. Not so here. A master’s degree is like a high school diploma. Most people went to an ivy league school. I celebrate the days that I meet folks that went to state schools and are from the 40 states to our east. What about plain old fun? There are always the kickball leagues but I am a little apprehensive. How different can they be?
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Amen, sister! State-school grad and still done some cool stuff. How could that happen?
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